To the chief Musician upon Gittith, A Psalm for the sons of Korah.
1 How amiable are thy tabernacles, OLordof hosts!
2 My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of theLord: my heart and my flesh crieth out for the living God.
3 Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, OLordof hosts, my King, and my God.
4 Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: they will be still praising thee. Selah.
5 Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee; in whose heart are the ways of them.
6 Who passing through the valley of Baca make it a well; the rain also filleth the pools.
7 They go from strength to strength, every one of them in Zion appeareth before God.
8 OLordGod of hosts, hear my prayer: give ear, O God of Jacob. Selah.
9 Behold, O God our shield, and look upon the face of thine anointed.
10 For a day in thy courts is better than a thousand. I had rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
11 For theLordGod is a sun and shield: theLordwill give grace and glory: no good thing will he withhold from them that walk uprightly.
12 OLordof hosts, blessed is the man that trusteth in thee.
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